Where it happened: My house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Well… I guess I was kind of shy during high school… I got my first boyfriend when I was 16, but we never got to do it. Not because we didn’t have the chance, but because I didn’t know when the time was RIGHT – if you see what I mean…
Anyway, when I was 18, I met Christopher. He was the best friend of my best friend’s boyfriend, and so we got together quite often. One evening, the four of us were at my friend’s house watching video, and I had been in the kitchen to get somethin to drink. When I got back and sat down, Christopher had put his arm behind me – and so we kind of ended up sitting real close. That was the very beginning of our relationship…
He lived about a two hours drive from where I live, so we only could se each other on weekends. And that meant spending the night together. My mom liked him, but was kind of reluctant to let him spend the nights in my room. On the other hand, she didn’t at all mind me going to stay with him. I guess she was one of those “ok, I know you do it, but I don’t want it to happen here” kind of mothers… S
Well, Christopher and I of course went through the usual stages… Kissing, feeling each others bodies etc… One weekend when I was at his house, we got all the way to third base… It was the first time I ever felt a boys tongue touch my clit. It was so soft, so warm and wet, I thought I was in heaven. He had brought be to orgasms before with his fingers, but this was something special. He enjoyed seeing me that way, and made me cum three times. Allthough we didn’t go all the way that night, I’ll always remember it!
I guess he wanted to have sex with me that night, but he didn’t make a move, and I loved him so much for that. That was also the night I told him that I was still a virgin. He just smiled, kissed me, and told me there was no rush. “Something that good is worth waiting for, take your time”, he said. I felt how those words made me love him even more, espescially because I felt that he really meant what he said!
A couple of weeks after that, he came to stay at my house. I had a serious talk with my mother, giving her the “I’m 18, I’m an adult” kind of crap… Anyway, she said that it would be ok, but that she didn’t want it to happen that often! And I was ok with that. When Christopher arrived late in the evening, we were both so tired that we just kind of kissed goodnight and felt asleep holding each other tight. But when we woke up in the morning, we started to make out. Soon, we were both naked, and I could feel his hard cock against me. And, of course, it turned me on… I started rubbing his cock so slowly, as his hand made its way down to my pussy. I could feel his fingers brushing through my pubic hair, then finding my clit and slowly going in small circles around it… Then he gently moistened his finger and started to rub my clit… As usually, I felt like I was in paradise, as I kept on stroking his hard cock… Suddenly, he moved away, and I wanted to ask what was wrong. Before I could do that, I felt his head through my tighs and his breath against my pussy… He then started licking, and licked and sucked me through one orgasm… He gave me about a minute to recover, then he started it again, making me really wet. Then he got on top of me, and I could feel his hard cock resting between my legs. I knew what was coming, and it did:”You know what I want to, don’t you”, he said. I said yes, but then I didn’t say more. I had enough presence to think about protection, and I had gotten the impression that he didn’t think about that right then… He thought I didn’t want to, so he suggested that we leave the subject and take a shower… But then I told him what I was worried about, and he said: “How could you think something like that? Of course I have condoms!”
That was my green light, I think! He got a condom out of his bag, and made me roll it onto his cock. I’d never done that before, but he helped me – he was so gentle… Then, he wanted me on top, and I could feel his cock at my opening. I slowly slid down on it, his hands were on my hips, guiding me… As he slid into me, I could feel this pain – different from anything I’d ever felt before… He started moving in a slow rythm, then he stopped and asked me if it hurt. I said “yes”, and he kissed me and asked if I wanted him to stop. But of course I didn’t, and when he asked me again after a few minutes, the pain was almost gone, and it started to feel good. He didn’t last that long, not long enough for me to cum, anyway. But I didn’t have to worry, he fingered me and licked me to orgasm after he came. I didn’t bleed at all, and my first time was so tender…
I wondered if I was going to regret doing it, but I didn’t! Christopher and I stayed together for two and a half years, having our ups and downs of course, but loving each other. We broke up because he was moving far away, and I was going abroad. We still talk on the phone sometimes, but I haven’t seen him in a year and a half. He now lives with his girlfriend, and he’s happy! I’ve had boyfriends after him, and now I’ve been together with Alan for a year. But I still sometimes think about Christopher and my first time – I guess it’s true what they say – you’ll never forget it…
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